Flares that never die

He swiftly climbed onto the same train as I, confidently smiling as if acknowledging the fact that every woman was melting over his whimsical grin. He briefly looked my way for a few seconds, but what felt like a life time in my world. My mind raced back to the time when we spent our vacation on an exotic island in Tahiti. The tropical atmosphere that filled our afternoons and the intimate sunsets on the red sand on the beach, all took my breath away. 

With the luxurious accommodation of a five star resort having gorgeous spacious rooms filled with flowers of your desire, ours had carnations. The tiles on the floor had patterns of beautiful gem stones that glittered like nothing I’d ever seen before. These extended into the en-suite bathroom made of dark marble, filled with fancy and expensive perfumes from all around the world. From “jungle passion” of Africa to “Guerlain” of France, all neatly displayed on a polished ebony table. The balcony was my favorite part of our suite, offering the best scenery of the wide beach and jade plantation. All these things made it hard not to acknowledge the fact that he was wealthy, for which most people would think was the reason I was with him. But I truly love him for the amazing person he is. The room service staff was friendly and efficient, always smiling politely at us and being very helpful. The food was also delicious, since the restaurants had one of the world’s best chefs. I especially enjoyed indulging myself in the luscious desserts of fruit cocktails dressed with vanilla cream. It tasted like his lips, the taste of sweetness.

Everything he does makes my heart pump faster and my love for him deepen. From the way he smiles to the way he loves me. I remember him chasing me on the beach trying to get back at me for smearing sunscreen all over his nose. He eventually caught up with me and he made sure to punish me accordingly with a mind blowing kiss that wiped my memory of anything else in the world. We stared deep into each other’s eyes, making our connection stronger and admiring what we had at that moment. He was perfect, his best feature being his wonderful personality and spirit of selflessness. In addition to that he has bright hazel eyes that make it almost impossible to breathe when staring directly into them. He is also tall and well-built, with a complementing handsome face. I thank God every day, for blessing me with such a wonderful gift. Never in my life have I ever loved a man so passionately, he was all I could think about.  He in-turn shows me he adores me too, especially on the island where he would hold my hand as we strode along the beach, to how he would give me sensual massages when I was tired.

I must admit that I did not like him the first time we had met. He was arrogant, stubborn and a perfectionist. He had let his success and wealth go to his head and it had made me despise him. He too did not show any interest in me at first and he was very rude to me. I totally avoided him and he didn’t care about me either, until the day we both attended a breast cancer marathon conference in the “lacosad” small forest. My friends and I were desperate to win so we took off immediately when the race started. A friend and I were leading when I accidentally tripped on a rock and scraped my knee. The sharp pain extended throughout my leg and my friend was overcome with so much worry. I however swallowed my soreness and urged her to finish the race without me; after all it was for a good cause. She reluctantly continued without me. I limped to a nearby wooden bench and watched people run past. Finally he was about to run past, but stopped when he saw me. “What happened to you?” he asked, “I tripped on a rock, but I’m ok. My friend will be back for me once she wins the race.” I replied. I told him to continue with his race, but he wouldn’t leave me alone. He made a phone call, and a helicopter landed in 15 minutes. I was amazed and flabbergasted. The helicopter ride was awesome and he was by my side all the way to the clinic. I saw a doctor and he paid for my consultation. I thanked him and called my friend to pick me up at the clinic.

 We became close after that day; he would constantly make up excuses just to see me. Once he lied about having a party at his place just to get me to visit him. I was surprised when I found no one at his apartment. He explained how everyone had bailed on him and he tried to convince me with his lies, but I knew the truth. He finally gave up and admitted he wanted me all to himself, I was speechless. He looked at me in a way that made me tingle all over, and he talked softly as he made his way towards me. I panicked and tried walking away, but my feet were too weak to move. I saw him in a whole new light, he was gorgeous! I could not bring words to describe what I felt; the past 3 months went so fast that I didn’t realize I was falling in love with him until it was too late to stop it. He gently brushed his thumb against my cheek, making me tremble with anticipation. Wondering if he was going to kiss me or he was just playing around with my feelings. He kissed me with such passion; it felt right, no perfect! He whispered sweet nothings into my ear and made me giggle like a silly little girl. I didn’t want our night to end. He made me forget all my troubles and stresses, especially when he held me in his embrace. We kissed feverishly beside his pool, the clear water gently flowing in ripples. However we did not do anything else, for good things come to those who wait. At that time we had each other and that was all that mattered.

He and I dated for a long time, and we both fell deeply in love with each other. We did have our conflicts, especially with his jealousy issues. Being a successful bank CEO, he had to travel all over the world for his meetings. I however an engineer had to constantly work in labs and on construction sites. I had many male friends, and this would annoy him. However he had nothing to be jealous about, I on the other hand had. He had women constantly throwing themselves at him. Especially during the 2 week conference where we had met for the first time.

And now here he was walking towards me in this train. I couldn’t bring myself to forgiving him for what he had done to me. The past two weeks were awful. I saw a picture of him having lunch with some gorgeous woman at a French restaurant and again the same woman at another cocktail party. My heart felt heavy and I felt nauseous to think of him being unfaithful. I didn’t have the courage to ask him for explanations, I simply ignored his calls and avoided any contact with him. And now here he was, smiling at me as if nothing was wrong. “You have been avoiding me” he teased, I turned away for him to not see the tears forming in my eyes. He sat down beside me, showing no sign of shame or guilt in his voice, “Did you even read the article?, cause I’m guessing that’s why you’re acting like this”. He turned my head to face him. “I would never cheat on you!, I love you, only you!”, he proclaimed. My chest felt blocked and all I could do was whisper out “you obviously like her, so it’s fine if you want to leave me”. He looked at me more seriously, “I like her because she’s my half sister”, I felt both stupid and relieved. I couldn’t stop myself from throwing myself on his lips, I had missed them, and him too, so badly. Our eyes locked and time seemed to have frozen. “I love only you”, he assured me. That night we attended his parent’s 50th anniversary and we couldn’t keep off each other, making up for lost time. We had fun with family and friends, I even met his half sister.  We laughed about the whole jealousy issue, and I quite enjoyed his family’s company. We had our final dance and he asked if I truly loved him, “I thank God for you every day, of course I love you” I whispered back. He got down on one knee and pulled out a shimanksy engagement ring. I couldn’t help but cry, my happiness was beyond words. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I shouted before he could even ask. It was a perfect night, he was perfect!